Avareth.

This wolfie dies in the war!

Name: Avareth - 'Ava'
(Av-arr-eth)

Gender: Female.

Age: 5 Years.

Pack: Erenyx.

Rank Requested: Warrior.

Appearance:
Standing a good 75 cm, the fae's size is the average for her breed, no more or less of a difference making its way to determine her height. Figure and legs muscular, Avareth has these attributes contribute to her stance as well, but this doesn't stop her. If she was to really try and be determined in a spar, the female could give a good fight and trained by her native pack to protect, she uses such skills to protect herself if the time was to arise. It only took a good lesson for that knowledge to come forth. Fur fluffed and soft, Avareth likes to maintain her appearance by keeping her coat proper but drenched in a lovely dirty white, doing so is a difficult task. Hints of cream running throughout her fur, especially around her ears and as a line down her muzzle, it would give Avareth a light tint. A gray also takes its residence on her back, but makes a subtle appearance on her face just between both eyes. Speaking of such, the fae's orbs are a deep blue that just adds to her beauty, the color reflecting the ocean as it would float steady.

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History:
The land had been bone-dry, barren with nothing in sight but the dead, crispy forms of vegetation that use to thrive in the area once before. Green grass and foliage would now be dust, its color and vibrant appearance shifted into a loose, orange sand that would be pounced upon by the lives that still lived in the territory. It was here, in the drought that wiped out most of the surrounding neighbors, did a new found love appear between two wolves. Not rogues but a pair of souls from battling packs, and even with their homes having hatred for one another, the two ignored all warnings and fell for each other. Even if it was wrong. The male had been named after his father, Athos and the maiden he loved was called Grace. The two wishing to be together but knowing their packs wouldn't allow it, like all love stories, the duo set off on their own and traveled far to join a group that didn't know of them. It was there, in the Avalon pack did the lovers finally settle down and create their family. Born with the company of all boys, Avareth had come into the world as the litters only girl. Much like any father though, he had wished for all boys and despite the fae's gender, gave her the name of a brute in hopes she would come to have the personality of one. Growing up with her brothers, Avareth quickly took after her siblings and with constant playing that took a rough turn, the fae had to learn quickly to adapt to their ways.

Being taught by her father and other mentors how to fight, it was her mother's guidance that taught the female how to hunt and do the basics of healing should she ever need a quick patch-up. During the adolescence, her life was well and living in Avalon for the next 3 years with the rank of warrior, things suddenly got boring. Everything stayed the same, and wanting the thrill of adventure, each day made that desire grow. The fae no longer wished to live in her pack and so, making a rash decision, took off in the middle of the night to find her adventure and new life. Living in the lands as a rogue, the fae had only been traveling for a few months alone until she came across a nifty band of rogues terrorizing a small fae. It was a horror to watch such violent acts be put against the younger female, but after discarding her body the wolves finally took notice to Avareth who had been hiding in the thicket of bushes. Their smirks and grins covered in the blood of innocence, the female could not bare the sight of such things. Fearful, the fae tried to run, to hide from the same fate but all her efforts had been put in vain. The band quickly caught her, and after pleading for what seemed like hours to be spared, the leader made an offer. One she could never forget. Avareth was to be his toy, and if she made the mistake of defying him he was to kill her on the spot. Wanting to live, the fae took it and for the long months they traveled together, her fear and naive mind slowly slipped into something she could never come out of. When she had found the opportunity, now more determined than ever to get away, the female took her chance and ran as fast as she could to escape. Still running, Avareth hopes to find shelter where she can never be found by the male who ruined her life.

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